From Chicken Soup for the Preteen Soul


When monsters lurked beneath my bed, And scary dreams ran through my head, When thunder growled those sounds I dread, There you were, my father.
When scuffed-up knees made me cry, Soft hankies wiped my sad eyes dry, Coaxing me each time I tried, There you were, my mother.
Who held my hand when I was scared, Ate candy that he should have shared, The things I did because you dared! There you were, my brother.
In times of trouble, times of need, I feel such strength surrounding me, Without whose love I can’t succeed, I love you all, my family.

Lisa-Dawn Bertolla

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